Rats Rule

Die Antwoord

Rats, rats, everywhere you look

Everywhere you turn there's rats

Rats, rats, eating all your books, looking at your photographs
Rats, rats, nesting in your closets, hiding underneath your socks

Living in your living rooms, sleeping by your bedroom clocks
There must be a couple million and more are coming every day

Soon there could be a couple billion how will you make us go away?
Yo those dirty rats they're ruining everything

There must be some way to get rid of them oh kill them with poison
What? Shut up bitch hou jou bek we're going to fuck you up fok alle kak rappers

Yo we back with the r to the a to the t to the t to the r to the a to the p
When the rats wanna rap they say

Yo gimme that rat trap rat trap say it again?
Yo gimme that rat trap I'm a bad rat, not a good rat

You catch me hanging with hood rats but actually, you never catch me, cause I'm a fast rat
I'm a fast rat

My accent is fucking epic
I'm happening, you a has been

Don't want me around when I snap back, don't point at me I'm an attack rat
I'm the dap strap, mother fucking matte rat

Yolandi's the black rat in the rat pack you spitting you fat rap
We're rolling with jack black, when the rap stap the people go clap clap, the club always jam packed

Little sex rats you wanna get back stage to hang with the zef rats
Little white rats, little black rats

Oh fuck what a dope butt, let me smack that, she giggly, wriggly, why?
Cause I'm sniffing her ass crack

Yo I'd tap that
Yo give me the mic or I snatch that, stab you in the back if you act whack

I'm a mad rat with a black gat where the cash at?
Got a fat sack, weed in my back pack

Mother fucker, yo that's sick
Slap my hand

Wanna get high man?
I wanna get spastic

Aye, yo, that shit's fuckin' rap shit, rap shit get that rat shit
Yo that shit's fuckin' bat shit

Crazy
Coocoo

Rats rap over trap tracks
You got that track fucking rat trap

We got next shit
She about to get hectic when we killing the fat cats making whack rap

Die fuck mother fucker that stupid fuck
No cut it out not my ass ninja, not in my ass, oh my

Go-o-o-o-d
Rats are all that you can think of, the only thing that you discuss

You can try and find a rat solution but you'll never get rid of us
Rats, rats, you think that we're disgusting but actually we're really cool

Us rats, started in the gutter, but in the end the rats shall rule
In the end the rats shall rule

Yeah
Rats rule mother fucker

Songwriters: Thomas Jacob Black / Larry Muggerud / Anri Du Toit / Watkin Tudor Jones
Rats Rule lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC